"The player ghost of the Monument Clan directly beat the barbarian teammate in front of the white clothes, what does this mean, is there a conspiracy?"

Zhao Yan on the commentary seat felt that her brain was not enough, fortunately, her conjecture was quickly broken, this was not a conspiracy, the combat power of the white clothes was already terrifying, and she did not spare her hand at all under the rage, and the combos were hit like a mountain and a tsunami, the barbarian had rough skin and thick flesh, but under this level of blow, it was difficult to bear, and the attack of the ghost seemed to have a paralyzing effect on him, he wanted to fight back, but the character couldn't move. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"No need to add blood."

Soon the barbarian's blood volume bottomed out, just when Wang Yishan was about to chant the blood adding skill, but was faintly stopped by the ghost again, the result was obvious, without Wang Yishan's blood, the barbarian was powerless in the face of white clothes, and soon turned into a resurrection white light, and fell in the monument altar, and at the moment of his death, there was a thin black line flowing along the air, directly falling into the ghost Cai's body, on the personal information panel, the personal attributes of this Yin Demon player actually improved a little.

"The Yin Demon is a profession that is cursed to never have a champion, because the strength of this profession requires sacrificing the lives of teammates, which is very costly, and the victory of a game should be five people advancing and retreating together, but the Yin Demon is easy to make the whole game a stage for one person, I have to admit that this is a kind of sadness for the other team members."

On the last row of the viewing platform, a Tianxing player was sighing, and then he set his eyes on Mu Bingmiao, at this time, the girl's mood seemed to be a little twisted, her eyes were red, she stared at the handsome and elegant figure on the competition field in a daze, and her breathing was short.

The barbarian was killed, but the white clothes were also exposed from the black vision, as the outermost pillar of the defense line of the Renaissance team, his appearance meant that the defense line was exposed, and also represented the most serious situation that the revival team was about to face.

"White? The wise man in the little holy city is white, I think it's just a wine bag and a rice bag, no, or the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, around you have been smart for a few years, but you have made a mistake today. ”

The Lost Ocean rippled, and from time to time there were a few big fish-man monsters running past these players, no one bothered it, and it didn't kill itself, the white clothes had already walked out of the black vision, and unconsciously, Wang Yishan and others surrounded him from three directions, and the ghost who was as deep as the night was opposed to him, a Taoist robe was free and easy, and a black robe was mysterious, the two were like natural opponents, and finally met in today's game.

In the face of this ghost's ridicule, Bai Yi was very indifferent, he adjusted his equipment, replaced Fuchen with a Taoist sword suitable for melee use, and said with a smile: "A gentleman has something to do and something not to do, sometimes it is not too late to take revenge for ten years, but sometimes, revenge can only be fought for a while." ”

"You only seize the day, that's called a mouse's eye."

"But that's what I want!"

Suddenly, Bai Yi let out a roar, with one enemy and three, this player who is famous for his strategy in the Little Saint Academy actually chose to take the initiative, in the eyes of many players, this is a stupid choice, because Bai Yi's task in the revival team is to delay time, so he could have continued to kill time, but he can take the initiative to attack, but it means that the three people of the Monument team have changed from active to passive, and they have to fight.

"Zhao Ling'er, let this madman know that in the Little Saint Academy, the era of belonging to the Skywalker Clan has passed!"

Wang Yishan was not afraid, he stood directly behind Zhao Ling'er in a few smooth positions, and Zhao Ling'er, the flame dancer, came directly, the dance steps of the flame were triggered, and the phantoms dispersed, killing the white clothes from all directions, and there was a priest's buff behind her.

"Light of Courage!"

Wang Yishan picked up the scepter on the ground, the priest's buff skill was triggered, the light of courage can increase the attack power of teammates and players by twenty, and it also has the effect of purifying the negative buff, which is the priest's preferred skill, this burst of light fell on the body of the flame dancer who was on the left hand side of the white cloth, but in the face of this Zhao Ling'er's attack, the white cloth turned a deaf ear, on the contrary, there was no trace of hesitation in the eyes of the white cloth at this time, and he directly killed the flame dancer behind him.

"Deliberately give fantasy fake buffs, how could this carving insect trick deceive him."

Mu Bingmiao breathed a sigh of relief, she kept her eyes on the figure on the playing field, Bai Yi was worthy of the reputation of a wise man in the Little Saint Academy after all, and as a professional player who had really entered the e-sports circle, his personal ability was too strong, even if the level was the same as Wang Yishan and Zhao Ling'er, but the PK did not fall behind at all, and even at some times, he could use the special skill of transformation to hit some unexpected damage.

But it wasn't Wang Yishan and them who worried Mu Bingmiao after all, the cold queen silently set her eyes on the pitch-black figure, gritted her silver teeth slightly, and looked anxious.

"Left-handed ghost, a boy who can complete all kinds of perfect operations with his left hand, and the legendary white clothes who won't lose as long as they wear white gloves, I'm really looking forward to it."

On the viewing platform, Mentor Li smiled very brightly, and he didn't seem to be worried about the outcome of this battle at all, because he knew that none of the two aces of the Fengbei team had made a move so far, and the Fuxing team, except for that Zang Feng, had nothing to show for it.

"Bai Yi, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely have a fair PK with you, after all, the profession of Yin Demon is in the history given by the official competition discipline, but it is opposed to your Taoist, but now, it is impossible."

At this moment, the situation on the competition field became delicate, the Yin Demon of the Monument Team finally stopped forbearing, like Wang Yishan and Zhao Ling'er, he also joined the battlefield circle, at this moment, Bai Yi could not be calm, this Yin Demon player was like a ghost, his figure kept flickering, attacking from all directions of the white cloth, and it was different from the flame dance steps of the flame dancer, this is a real entity operation, every attack that looks like a phantom is actually true, after a while, As a Taoist priest, the health of the white cloth dropped to less than 50%.

"Liangyi Statue!"

Bai Yi quickly retreated, using his skills to temporarily dodge a surprise attack of the ghost talent, he took advantage of this precious opportunity to knock down a bottle of blood, but in the game mode, any action is to consume time, and the way to consume time is to raise his hand, at the moment when Bai Yi raised his hand, a roar came from behind him.

This is the reckless skill of the barbarians.

The barbarian who had taken refuge in the Monument Clan from the Skywalker was resurrected, and quietly came behind him while the white clothes were fighting alone, and at the moment when the white clothes replenished their blood, he launched that familiar attack.

Mu Bingmiao on the viewing platform was stunned, at this moment, she had also experienced it once upon a time, and that nightmarish memory would eventually be staged again.

"The revival team is really finished, as soon as Bai Yi dies, the outer defense line will be broken through, and Li Congyun will definitely move forward step by step, and then the disadvantage will become bigger and bigger..."

On the commentary seat, Zhao Yan's voice was low, looking weak, a trace of loss spread in her beautiful eyes, watching the blood volume that had just been replenished by the white clothes drop sharply again, after all, she was still a little helpless.

"It seems that the white clothes with gloves on them can hardly resist the price of losing their minds."

At a leveling point inside the Monument team, Li Congyun watched the battle situation on the white-clothed side through the small map, no one noticed him, and it was at this time that he showed that amazing speed, in comparison, he and Qin Yi were on the same level, and their levels at the moment had reached level fifteen. (To be continued.) )